"Oh good, you're here. I was starting to think my tardiness was rubbing off on you," Cosima smiles as Delphine makes her way to the back room. Moving from behind the counter Cosima follows her. "Yes. Sorry," Delphine replies, dropping her bag. She tucks her phone into her back pocket. Giving a halfhearted smile she points to the slip of paper in Cosima's hands. "Is that for me?"

"Oh. Oh this. Yeah. This is the list Alison made the other day. The working list for the inventory. She told me to hand it to you as soon as I saw you so that she'll actually get her list next week. She uh, kinda threated me," Cosima chuckles, "Despite what you might think. She can be scary when she wants to be."

"Merci," Delphine says taking the paper. She straightens her apron then leads Cosima out of the back room. Watching Delphine, Cosima couldn't put her finger on it, but something was different. Delphine walked over to Scott and asked, "Have the bathrooms been cleaned yet?"

"Nope. I was putting that off for later," he grins.

"I'll do it." Delphine heads for the broom and dustpan. After picking them up she quickly made her way to the bathroom. Once in, her focus was on her phone.

-FLC-

"C'est ridicule. Vous ne pouvez pas être sérieux. Non!" A string of angry French continued to flow from Delphine's mouth from the back room. Cosima tried not to listen. Delphine deserved her privacy. But her conversation was getting really heated. Cosima could tell that something significant was happening. Even if she had no clue what the blonde was saying. Distractedly she capped the man's drink. Eyes glancing back periodically. "Have a nice day," she said smile not reaching her eyes. Her attention was quickly back on the not so hushed words spilling from the back room to her ears. Hands slap down on the counter. Causing Cosima to jump into the air. "Hey! What's wrong wit her?" Sarah motions with a tilt of her head towards the back room.

"Jesus Sarah," Cosima straightens her glasses with a huff, "Hey, hands off the glass. How many times do I have to tell you this," she replies shooing at Sarah's arms. Moving one hand to her hip, Sarah leans on the other. Elbow sliding further onto the counter. "She sounds pretty mad, yeah. You do somethin' to her?"

"Me? Of course not." Cosima glances back towards Delphine one more time through the edge of her glasses. Her hands fidget, looking for something to play with. Chimes clang against the door. "Sarah pleaaase tell Helena for the last time my bike is a perfectly fine mode of transportation. Not everything needs a motor."

"Oi, Meathead. Stop torturing Fee," Sarah laughs. Felix and Helena walk up to the counter side by side. Helena giving Felix a slight glare the whole way. "You would go much faster with a nice bike, like mine," she makes sure to mutter pointedly. When next to Sarah Helena grumbles, "And do not call me this," before turning to Cosima, "Hello Cosima. Do you have jello for me?"

"Ugh!" Cosima slaps her forehead, "I keep forgetting to tell Alison about your jello. I got you. Ummm one sec," Cosima rummages around her side of the counter. Helena's eyes focus on her jewelry covered hands. "Here. Found it. Okay, add the kind of jello you want tooo this list." She slides a piece of paper and a pen towards Helena. Who grabs it eagerly. Hand contorting to hold the pen while writing. "Now why did you go and do that Cos, you know I'm trying to get her to stop—" The coffee shop pauses. A shout of "Merde" comes from the back room. Not a second later Delphine emerges, bags in hand. "I have to leave early. I'm sorry," Delphine rushes. She doesn't stop for a second as she hurries out the shop. "Oh, okay," Cosima replies. She watches Delphine until she's turned a corner and out of sight. "Wow. What's got her panties in a bunch?"

"Fee!" Sarah snorts slapping him.

"What? Did you see 'er?" He grins then leans conspiratorially on the counter, "Think it's a lovers quarrel? Some handsome, French, boy toy shagging another girl?"

"Ooooh my god. Felix!" Sarah pushes his face away from her. They both burst into laughter. Helena pays them no mind as she slides the slip of paper back towards Cosima. Curious eyes study Cosima's face. They watch her eyes shine. They note the shifts of her jaw. Cosima's gaze drifts back towards the entrance. Brows furrowed Helena asks, "What is wrong, Cosima?"

"Nothing. I'm fine." Cosima tries to give Helena a smile. Her fingers playing with the pen in front of her. "Bullshit," Sarah says. Her eyes, like her sister's, study Cosima. "I second that. You're making puppy eyes at the door. You look like…oooh, my god," a sly grin grows on Felix's face. He slides around, and behind the counter. Cosima opens her mouth to say 'employees only back here' but before she can Felix wraps his arms around her neck. He sways there bodies singing, "Coooosima liiiikes her. Cooosima has a cruuuuush."

"A crush? What are we six? I do not." Cosima pries at Felix's hands. Where's a customer when you need one? "Oh you definitely do. And I've only seen her for a second. Sarah, opinion?"

"French hottie. Cos is sunk," Sarah replies throwing a teasingly innocent smile towards Cosima.

"Really you guys. You…you act like all I need is a, is a pretty face and I'm gone."

"Uh, yeah. That's usually how it goes." Cosima crosses her arms. Face hardening. "Aw, come on. Don't get mad. You know it's true." Felix releases Cosima so that he can pull on a dread, "We're only teasing. If you like her, you like her. If you don't, you don't. Kay?" Cosima remained silent. Staring down hard at her shoes. Finally with a sigh she mutters, "Okay. So I kinda like her."

"Knew it! Tol' you. I remember her from the day she ran out the shop. You were trying to talk to her then, yeah?" Sarah says enthusiastically.

"Maybe. She was cute and nervous. I just wanted to—hey! Did you guys actually want something? Or did you just come to bug me?"

"Yes! We came to eat! Finally. I would like a banana nut muffin, two cookies, and a cake pop," Helena says. She barely avoids bumping into Sarah in her rush to get to the front of the counter. She was done listening to them talk about the blonde who left. Especially when it makes Cosima unhappy. Helena wanted to eat. Eating makes people happy. "Jeeze Helena, think that's enough?"

"No. But it will do," Helena replies nails tapping on the counter. With a roll of her eyes Sarah reaches into her back pocket for her wallet. "Gimme a hot tea while you're at it."

"Okay sure. Felix?"

"I'm good. You don't serve the kind of drinks I want," he crosses his arms looking off to the side. A small jut of his hip results from his shift in position. Cosima puts the bag of Helena's sweets on the counter. With an amused shake of her head she says, "No matter how many times you throw it out, I'm not subjecting myself to drunk college students. Caffeine deprived is scary enough." Felix purses his lips. An innocent, toothy grin is his retaliation from Cosima while she pours the hot water for Sarah's tea.

-FLC-

With a hint of pink and orange bleeding into the sky the air chilled. Sitting on the curb outside of the coffee shop Delphine blows out a trail of smoke. Staring down at her last text message (which she's read at least two dozen times in a row) a chuckle of disbelief escapes. Her fingers twitch with the need to chuck her phone across the street. Instead she lifts the cigarette to her mouth, taking another drag. "I'm serious Scott. I'll see you in lab. And don't forget or else I'll have to kill your—whoa!" Delphine glances back at Cosima. Skateboard inches from her face. Cosima's hands are on the board protectively. "I didn't know you were out here. I thought you went to the bathroom or something. Almost knocked you right in the head just now." Delphine shrugs. Cigarette brought to her mouth for another pull. Dropping down next to Delphine Cosima eyes the cigarette. "Another rough day?"

"What?" Delphine asks turning her head towards Cosima.

"Oh, not that I want to pry or anything," Cosima raises her hands in surrender, "You were just really upset yesterday. And I noticed you didn't seem much better today. Plus well, I've never see you out here smoking so uh…yeah…" Cigarette in mouth, Delphine runs a hand through her hair. Pushing the curls from one side to the other. Removing the cigarette from her mouth Delphine's jaw tightens. Her head whips to the side, in the complete opposite direction of Cosima. Fingers tapping on her skateboard Cosima tries to keep her brain from jumping to conclusions. For example, Delphine only has a few hours to live. Not a helpful or logical assumption. The greater the pause between them the more Cosima fears something terrible happened. Then she hears the sniffle. "Shit," she whispers. Hand instinctively raised to comfort Delphine before hesitating midway. Changing course her hand moves to scratch in between dreads. Cosima's eyes cut across the street before returning back to Delphine. Who was now covering her mouth with her free hand. "Aaare you alright? Do you wanna talk about it? Oooor like want me to leave you alone?" Delphine wipes at her eyes. Smashing the cigarette on the concrete. "I'm really sorry. I'm…I'm not usually like this…this emotional." Watery eyes connect with Cosima's.

"It's fine. Be as emotional as you want. No judgment here."

"Ugh, it's stupid," she sniffles again, "Stéphane, my boyfriend, just broke up with me."

"No. Totes not stupid. Break ups are tough. Especially over the phone uh…if I'm not assuming to much." Wiping a final tear from her eyes Delphine answers, "Yeah. It was over the phone. We're an ocean apart. Doesn't allow much face to face communication."

"Wow, yeah…long distance never works," Cosima replies. Delphine makes an almost choked sound. "Shit! Sorry, that was insensitive!" Cosima replies arms moving towards Delphine like she accidentally hit her. A wet laugh escapes Delphine's lips. "No, it's alright. We've been fighting for a while. And with my new job as a TA I've had even less time for him," after a pause she scoffs, "Two years. And I get a text. Asshole." Cosima nods her head in agreement, but is actually at a loss for words. She waits patiently for Delphine to continue. When she doesn't, a semi awkward silence grows between them. She's shocked out of her thoughts when she feels Delphine slowly take her closest hand into hers. "Thank you for listening to my, eh, is it sob story?"

"Nah, don't worry about it. Glad to listen." Cosima grinned. Using her free hand as if to wave off Delphine's words. Staring into Cosima's gentle eyes, heat was building on Delphine's cheeks. But there was obviously no reason for this. Beside her brief crying. (right?) Cosima was just being a friend. Are they even really friends? Have they passed the sociable coworker stage yet? Delphine felt a squeeze on her fingers. When did we intertwine our fingers? Cosima was staring down at their suddenly conjoined hands. Delphine could see the wheels churning in Cosima's head. And yet. She didn't want to let go. Breath caught in her chest. Delphine recognized the familiar bubble of feelings rising in her body. Before she could get out a stuttered excuse, Cosima smoothly removed her hand from Delphine's. "I actually need to be heading to class, but uh if you need to talk or whatever, and I swear this is not me advancing on you in your vulnerable state, promise. I can tell Scott to give you my number. I-i-if you want it." This might be the first time Delphine got a glimpse at an adorably shy Cosima rather than the flirty barista that reduces her to a blushing mess. A grin grows on her face. "I wouldn't mind. It would be nice to have a friend over here to talk to."

"Great, yeah. So, I'll uh text Scott," Cosima glances down at her watch, "Shit. I'm really late." Looking back at Delphine she grins brightly. Delphine can't fight the smile that paints its way on her lips. Standing up Cosima grabs her skateboard, "So. I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"Good. Good. Hopefully the day will go better for you," she drops the board, one foot stepping on top, "Oh and take a truffle from inside. If Scott sees you say it's on me."

"I just might. Thanks."

"No prob. See ya later," Cosima waves.

"Bye," Delphine waves back. As Cosima rides off Delphine can't help but worry about her falling off the board. That is definitely the reason her eyes follow Cosima until she can't see her any longer. Definitely.

AN: There was a little wait but here it is! And it's the longest chapter yet. I would love some reviews if you guys like the more Cosima central pov, if you wouldn't mind seeing it again, or if i should stick with a mostly Delphine perspective :)